Название: Under Her Skin
Автор: Susan Mallery
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Эротическая литература
Серия: Mills & Boon M&B
isbn: 9781472053671
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“What? Why would he do that? Why would he invest in my spa in the first place and then try to bankrupt me? I’ve never met the man.” The way things had been handled felt so personal. “This doesn’t make any sense.”
“I agree. I’ll do what I can to find out more. Garth Duncan is a private man. It’s going to take some digging and time. But I’ll find out what you want to know.”
“Thank you,” she said, confused by the information. Why would a stranger want to hurt her?
“All part of the deal,” he reminded her. “And I’m sorry about the announcement. I should have thought it through.”
There was something about the way he said that. She shook off her questions about Garth. “Because it’s making trouble for you, too?” She could only hope.
“My mother. She read it and now she wants to meet you.”
His mother? As in…his mother? “Um, no.”
“You don’t have a choice. We’re engaged. She lives in Houston. We’ll drive down and have lunch.”
“No we won’t. I’m not lying to your mother.”
“I’m lying to your father.”
“That’s different. Your mother is probably nice.”
“She’s a lot of things. You can discover each and every one of them when you meet her at lunch.”
Suddenly the diamond ring on her left hand felt very heavy. Lexi sighed. “I’ll have to check my schedule.”
“You do that. And you have less than four days left to move in.” His dark eyes gave nothing away. “Until Saturday night.”
“You’re very anxious to claim what’s yours.”
One corner of his mouth turned up. “I know.”
She wanted to tell him she needed more time. That while she could easily move into his house, she wasn’t ready to be in his bed. They were practically strangers. They couldn’t sleep together. Except they’d been strangers that first night and it hadn’t mattered at all.
“I’ll be there,” she murmured. “A friend is helping me move.”
“What kind of friend?”
She rolled her eyes. “Her name is Dana and she’s a deputy, so don’t piss her off or she’ll arrest you.” She put her hands on her hips. “I said I wasn’t seeing anyone and I’m not. I wouldn’t lie about that.” Besides, why would he care? Or was it a guy-pride thing?
“I believe you.”
“Obviously not, if you’re asking all those questions.”
He touched her cheek. “You have a temper. I like that.”
“Then you’ll be a very happy man. I’m a pretty crabby person.”
That made him laugh. “I doubt that, querida.”
He leaned in and kissed her. Just once, for a heartbeat. Then he straightened and pressed a set of keys into her hand. “For your car.”
She watched him walk away.
Not sure what to make of any of it, she got back in the car and started the engine. It sounded good—as if someone had taken care of it. Probably Cruz’s housekeeper, she thought grimly. Although the woman had apparently been incredibly clean. There wasn’t a mark on it and no sign of—
Her gaze fell on the odometer. The car had only been a few months old when she’d lost it to Cruz. She’d driven to California and back with her girlfriends, then to college and home a few times. She didn’t remember the exact mileage, but it had to have been under ten thousand miles.
The odometer read 8962.
There was no way someone had been using this car, she thought, beyond confused. But it had been kept in good working condition. Had Cruz really kept her car all this time? It was the only answer that made sense, except it didn’t make sense at all. Why would he do that? He could have sold it and made thirty or forty thousand, easy. Maybe more. If he hadn’t wanted the car, why had he raced her in the first place? And why was he returning the car to her now?
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